"I'm skipping again"

Victor stretches out after taking a nap on the school bleachers by the track.

"why do I even come to school, i know everything the teachers have to say."

He had taught himself algebra and calculus over the summer he was bored. His freshmen year had

started out just as he had expected annoying classmates, boring classes, all a waste of time in his

opinion.

"can i be Home schooled?"

His parents had a good laugh when he asked that. He was being serious completely and totally serious.

"Jonas is being his usual solitary self i see"

He watched as his classmate probably the only other student that skipped as much as him sat down on

the grass and began scribbling away in his notebook.

"I might as well go back to sleep school isn't over yet"

Just as victor began to lay his hand down he heard loud sounds coming from the field. It sounded as if

animals had broken out from the zoo.

"I wonder what shiny object is distracting the foot ball team now?"

He sat up and saw in the middle of the group a guy was huddled into a ball crying as the team

proceeded to kick and laugh as they tortured him.

"bastards don't they have anything better to do?"

Victor jumped down from the bleachers and made his way over to the team.

"Fag get"

"Queer"

"Look at the gay bastard"

Victor had a very short temper when it came down to stuff like this. His parents and him transferred

from a few different school zones on account of the parents not thinking that their kids were having a

safe school environment,

"He's different"

"Huh?"

"He's different thats why you are all beating the crap out of him"

"Hey you better get out of here before we kick your ass too, why should you care about some gay"

The quarter back hit the floor, the team backed away nervously, victor was angry.

"You all"

"Hey man calm down"

"You are all guilty"

"Hey it wasn't me it was Ray"

The team looked they were running away from some wild animal. In fact they weren't that far off,

victor was the beast, they were his prey. Victor let out a growl that made the guy on the ground shiver.

"Excuse me"

"Huh?" Victor looked at the guy on the floor.

"Thank you"

Victor could see why the team would pick on him, he was more pretty then he was handsome, his neat

black hair which had become disheveled thanks to the football team and his light eyes red from crying.

He looked like a damsel in distress he was just missing the dress.

"well you don't look very manly right now"

"what?"

"nothing are you ok?"

"yeah but why did you help me?"

"why wouldn't i help you?"

"huh? What do you mean?"

"is there a reason i shouldn't have helped you?"

"no... I don't know.."

"Ok then"

Victor extended his hand to help him up.

"I'm victor, Victor Alexander and you are ?"

He hesitated. Victor looked at him confused.

"Whats wrong? Your acting like you have some sort of disease."

"well it depends on your point of view as to whether i do or don't."

"huh?"

"People around here don't like guys like me very much"

"Your gay?"

He looked away. Victor smiled at him.

"so you gonna take my hand or not?"

He looked at victor confused.

"You don't care?"

"You cant change who you are or what makes you happy so don't lower yourself or feel bad just

because our ever so sensitive society doesn't understand you."

Who was this guy? Where did he come from was this really the same guy that almost killed the football

team? These questions were running through his head.

"Draven, Draven Remerix."

"Damn quite the sophisticated name there buddy."

Did he not realize his wasn't any different?

"you have any friends?"

Draven's head dropped"

"ill take that as a no, come on ill be your friend"

"Huh! Why?"

"You seem interesting"

Well no ones ever told him he's seems interesting before. There was a shock between them as victor

him him up, victor was always unusually warm, Draven on the other hand cold.

"Your freezing, you ok?"

"Your burning up you have a fever or something?"

"Nah I am always like this i don't even remember the last time i had a fever... or have i ever had a

fever?"

"huh?"

"never mind come on its lunch time, hurry up or you'll get left behind"

"Hey what was up with that scary face you had?"

"oh my parents say i got it from my grandfather although I have never met him so i wouldn't know."

"oh ok"

"well come on now."

"oh ok"

As Draven got up and followed victor Jonas closed his notebook and walked towards the parking lot.

"Interesting victor i want to see how you'll grow up and how much that boy will affect you."

Victor and Draven disappeared into the lunch room and there was no sign that Jonas had ever been

there.